Song written and recorded by the Bus Station Loonies, based on the song Kids in America.
Released on the album ‘Mad Frank’s Zonal Disco’ in 1999.
Lyrics
Looking out a dirty bus window,
watch unseeing faces underneath a gloomy sky I
sit on the top deck and wonder why.
Life is like a filthy waiting room,
You may get a seat if you’re lucky, or you might not
A fag, a cup of coffee and that’s yer lot.
Always there from night until dawning
Sit with you without any warning
We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
Everyone forget your returns and let’s dance!
There are times I feel I’m a stranger,
on my own in a crowd and there’s danger lurking there,
Stinking of stale urine and matted hair.
Here I am collecting old tickets,
nostalgic trips of an existence that wasn’t mine,
Stained old trousers held up by bailer twine.
Can you tell the ones they are fooling,
Is it you or the idiot drooling?
We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
Everyone forget your returns and let’s dance!
The last bus has gone and you’ve missed it,
Cold, echoey night on the bench and you feel afraid
Unfriendly stares and dodging fares that were never paid
Then I realise this is real life,
a terminus full of the lonely and the insane.
When I get my time round again I’ll go by train!
Nights are cold, the day’s getting darker,
Old school bags are slung ’round a parka
We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
Everyone forget your returns and let’s dance!
We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies, We’re the Loonies in the Bus Station,
(etc)